3Dandelion Wishes
The one true sight of summer, I think
Are the mists of dandelion fuzz
That have detached themselves from the stem
And flown away into space, free as the wind
Sometimes on a bright, sunny day
When the clouds are fluffy and picturesque
I look up into the sky to see
The beautiful mist of dandelions
Floating on the breeze
And I think to myself that life couldn't be better
And I wish on the dandelions that this time
Lasts forever.
But dandelions, they are jesters
And as they carry my wish on the wind
They blow it away like sea foam off a wave
And my wish disappears, for life goes on
Each day passes
With a whisper of the memory of my summer wish
The seasons go by and I dream of the dandelions
But as a circle has no beginning and no end
Time once again returns to my perfect life
And I gaze up into the bright sun-streaked sky
Watching the dandelion mist float above
Free as the wind
And once again I wish that I could lie here
Suspended in this dream of summer
Once again I wish upon the dandelions
As they fly where I can never go
And I hope that this time
This time
The dandelions take pity on my yearning soul
And the dandelions grant my dandelion wish